I know I’m not the first one to deal with parents getting older. But since I’m the youngest in the family I didn’t figure the responsibility would fall only on my shoulders. And really I can’t complain, both my parents have been healthy and active until just this past year. It started the Friday before Christmas of last year when my mom was diagnosed with lung cancer. Yes, the dreaded “C” word — we were all upset and bracing for the worst. But as it worked out the cancer was caught early enough so they were able to remove it and she recovered.
But this just isn’t her year, she took a fall and fractured her pelvis is April, a week after she started bowling again. Then as she was almost recovered from the pelvic fracture and getting back on her feet – she took another fall this past Tuesday, fracturing a vertebra in her neck. Damn, when it rains it pours – but they say things come in 3’s so this should be it.
I’m going to remain positive but this is difficult for my mom, she is an active person, before all this started she did more than me. Please keep my family in your prayers. I’m leaving for Louisiana next Saturday – I’ll keep you posted on the journey. Thanks for reading –